[free use:18-45(1A+1D)2B,addictive cum(1A)]

You explain your ideal world to an inquisitive Charles, his golden eyes gleaming with a small laugh and a nod as you finish speaking.

"A world where women are addicted to your cum and where you can do whatever you damn well please with women ages 18 to 45 years old...and you're the only one who can do so, and they're in the middle as far as acknowledgement goes. Interesting combination, friend. Very interesting. Can't help but find it hilarious how you ended up being a greedy bastard after all, but hey, I can't blame you. You're the one building this world, so you can do as you like."

With another nod, Charles reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small flip phone that looks about a decade old. "Right then, lad. I'll give the doctor a call and you'll be on your way."

Punching numbers in, he puts the phone to his ear as the dial tone starts playing. Not long after, it stops and a muffled voice you can't hear very well from your end speaks up. "Yeah, listen, doc," Charles said. "Here's how things are gonna go down..."

Charles relays the information to the point, and after some silence, the muffled voice says something very briefly before hanging up on their end, causing the call to drop. Charles turns his eyes to you as he closes his phone and stands up from his seat. "That's that. Now, if you'll follow me."

Getting up from your own chair, you follow the foreign gentleman through the maze of crates, occasionally passing an emotionless guard with eyes hidden behind heavy sunglasses. Your heart racing, you're still not sure what exactly to expect. How is this going to end...?

"Here we are."

Looking around, you see that you and Charles are suddenly at the end of a very long white hallway, walls painted with streaks of black. In front of you stands a large black door with curved handles of silver, standing impressively tall.

How...and when? Why are you in this hall? You were in the warehouse just moments ago...right?

"Don't think too hard, lad," Charles says with a dismissive chuckle. "All I need you to do is imagine where you want to be when you open this door. It's that simple. Could be your shitty apartment, could be the halls of your college, could be a movie theater downtown...just think of where you want to be as you start to explore and exploit the world you've created."

Well...you've already come this far. You've listened to this insane gentleman prattle on about your casual fetishism and you've ended up in a white hallway beyond all logic...so there's no point in trying to figure this out now. You decide to throw caution to the wind and go all the way, seeing this ride through to the end.

In a world where all women can be addicted to your cum and where you can freely use those aged 18 to 45 without fear of consequence...in a world where it's perfectly normal, in a world where it's been a long standing social norm...where do you want to be?